Yellow Dog
Granny tells a GHOST STORY on her blog.
(check out the link above)
I can’t remember the number of people that I actually respect that have
told me ghost stories; but over seven decades it has been quite a few.
I don’t
believe in ghost and goblins and things that go bump in the night. I do believe that there is a small veil
between the conscious and the unconscious – the same unconscious that gives us
dreams.
Here is my
reasoning:
I don’t
believe that mankind is somehow divine among the animal kingdom. That there is actually a god in our image
and that after death we continue on. If
that were true then evolution would be untrue.
I place
ghost in the same category as vampires and werewolves. As
long as we are truly safe we love to be scared – no one really wants to live
through a zombie apocalypse, but we love to watch it on TV.
A friend of
mine, that I respect, says he saw the specter of a Civil War soldier while
renovating an old vacant home in rural Maine.
He said the specter was dressed in a Confederate uniform; a woman I know
claims to have seen a lady in a white nightgown at a supposed haunted bed and
breakfast; numerous people claim to have seen a Confederate officer on a white
horse at night in the Battleground Cemetery in Vicksburg, Mississippi. The list could go on and on.
One of my
rational objections is the clothes. People
are born without clothes. Clothing is strictly
a social amenity. Why would dead people come back clothed? Is there a ghost wardrobe available after
you die? Can you check out a ghost horse
and saddle and bridal and sword along with your uniform before you decide to reappear? Or, do your clothes die with you and come
back as ghost in their own right?
How come the
Confederate officer can have his ghost horse and yet the two cats that I loved
and lost won’t come back and stay with me?
Are there ghost
birds and eagles and bats, or are humans somehow special. At what point in the evolutionary
development of mankind does this ghost ability evolve: Australopithecus –
Robust – Heidelbergensis - Neanderthal?
At what point does man become divine?
When we are
in our fight or flight mode is our mind capable of playing tricks on us? I think so.
But, it doesn’t make it any less spooky.
Oh My.
the Ol’Buzzard
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http://yellowdoggrannie.blogspot.com/2015/10/ghosts-spooks-spirits-living-dead.html
Having been divorced twice, I believe in evil spirits and witches! ha ha ha ha ha
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